A top secret experiment intended to produce a superhuman has gone terribly wrong. Now the creators, trapped in a remote desert outpost, are being pursued ruthlessly by their creation. With the door sealed from within, there is no way out. Written by
Tommy Henry <firstname.lastname@example.org>
When the only reason to watch a movie is for Claire Stanfield naked buns (and they come very early and very quickly during a shower), you know that you've badly spent the cost of the rent. This movie boasts Wes Craven in the title (it's the executive producer in fact and one other Craven, Jonathan, is credited with part of the script of this mess), but it's mostly an Alien rip-off, placed in the typical underground military secret scientific laboratory, where a group of scientists, once led by Lance Henriksen, created the super-soldier of any bad-writer dreams: an almost unstoppable killing machine, that must feed over human brains to survive. There is only one unexpected moment in all the movie and it is a dream of the monster. A complete waste of talent.
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